Crawling forward in the ventilation duct, Ias looked at the structural diagram in his hand.
Judging from the direction of the pipeline, theoretically it is possible to reach many places through the pipeline, but the thickness of each pipeline is different, and most of the pipelines are no more than 20 centimeters long and wide. There is no way for Iyas to move to any place at will.
Fortunately, we can use the scale on the map to roughly determine which ventilation ducts can accommodate Ias's movements, without having to confirm them one by one.
The good news is that the main ventilation ducts are built around the second underground level, and Iyas can move freely in these ventilation ducts.
The bad news is that the ventilation ducts through which Iyas can move form a complete "closed loop" and there are only three exits.
It seems that the designers also considered the possibility of slaves escaping and entering the ventilation ducts.
As long as the slaves run into the pipe, we can first send people to guard the three exits, and then send two people to attack from the front and the back to drag out the slaves who want to escape.
Thinking of this, Iyas immediately sped up her crawling speed and headed for the nearest exit to avoid being trapped in the ventilation duct.
Iyas kicked open the baffle blocking the vent and jumped to the ground in the nearest room.
This room was different from the dim slave storage room. The magic lights decorated on the ceiling were very beautiful, emitting soft yellow light. Rows of desks faced a wide podium, and everything looked very well organized.
But this is not a place for teaching and educating people. Next to the podium in this classroom, various torture instruments are placed openly.
Slave auction houses were not interested in providing one-on-one guidance to slaves. Instead, they gathered the slaves together to learn the required knowledge together, and then provided further "education" to individual slaves based on the circumstances.
Occasionally, the auction house would let other slaves watch other slaves’ “education” to let them know the consequences of not learning well.
Seeing the bloodstains remaining on the torture instruments, Iyas quickly realized the purpose of these instruments. Her first reaction was not fear or disgust, but anger and disgust.
"It's too much. They really don't treat us as human beings!"
After being angry, Iyas quickly calmed down. The most urgent thing now was to leave here as soon as possible.
After what happened just now, even a fool would know that this is a trap.
Even if we rescue Huck, it will be meaningless if we can't escape safely.
This is not a retreat, but a strategic withdrawal.
What the man said was probably all correct. It was just that he acted too late, which led to his whereabouts being exposed and allowed the auction house to make preparations in advance.
As long as they can retreat smoothly and then join up with Yang Yu and the others, with that person's brain, they will definitely be able to...
must.
Iyas lowered her head, thinking back to what had happened five days ago, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her cheek.
I am no longer their partner, so why should I rely on them in this situation.
Looking at the empty hands, the time she spent with Yang Yu and the others in the past came to her mind, and Iyas felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart.
She put it all behind her with her own hands.
"Don't think about that guy right now. It's all his fault that the defense here has become so perfect. Maybe Hake has been moved away by them. It's all his fault."
It wasn't Yang Yu's fault, and Iyas knew it.
But the more this happened, the less Iyas wanted to admit it.
In the end, she could only rely on self-deception to justify her actions.
"Hurry up and go! If you are a step slower, the pursuers will come."
Muttering to herself, Iyas took a step forward, but before she reached the door, it creaked open.
Two figures appeared on the other side of the door.
A man was wearing a mask decorated with feathers, standing tall and wearing a red suit with broad shoulders.
He had a silver-white ornament on his chest that looked like the sun, but the ornament did not look exactly like the sun. Instead, it had a cross on the sun.
This look is exactly the same as the auctioneer in Iyas's memory.
A faint scent of Anopislan wafted over, and Iyas gritted her teeth, drew her bow, and shot an arrow at the auctioneer's chest.
At this moment, another person moved, and his huge hand firmly grasped Iyas's arrow.
The man who grabbed Ias's arrow was more than two meters tall, wearing a knight's helmet, holding a meteor hammer in his right hand, and wearing red and black clothes similar to prison uniforms. His bulging muscles made the clothes full. With a force, he crushed the arrow held in his left hand into pieces.
Hei Yao lifted up the feathered mask, smiled, and clapped his hands.
"I never thought that under such circumstances, they could come up with such a method to escape the encirclement. It's really impressive."
When Iyas saw Hei Yao, she became excited again.
"Huck, where's my brother? Where did you hide him?"
Spreading his hands helplessly, Hei Yao said in an extremely nonchalant manner: "What's the point of hiding or not? Anyway, you have fallen into the trap. To tell you the truth, your brother has been bought by someone a long time ago."
"What! Who bought it and when was it bought? Tell me now!"
Iyas was aggressive and drew the bowstring again.
But this threat had no effect on Hei Yao at all. The reason why Hei Yao answered Ias like that was purely because he was afraid that Ias, the cooked duck, would fly away.
Now Iyas has no way out. With such a powerful assistant by her side, shouldn't she open her heart and mock him to her heart's content
"Miss Elf, please clarify your current situation. Can you talk to me like this?"
"Don't give me your all. Tell me where my brother is, or I'll use a bow and arrow to put a hole in your head!"
"Haha, if you can do it, then try it."
Hei Yao sneered, and the man beside him took a step forward.
"There's no need to waste time talking to a product. If it's so unruly, let me educate it. I will make it as gentle and cute as a kitten."
With a slight smile on his face, Hei Yao took a step back and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Longde. Don't be too rough. You must not hit my face. Please feel free to hit other parts."
"I understand. Leave it to me."
The big guy called Lund took a step forward and entered the room, while Obsidian slowly closed the door.
"Hey! Don't go! Answer my question, where did you sell my brother to?"
Iyas called out, but Hei Yao still ignored her and continued to close the door.
Just as the door was about to close completely, Longde turned his head slightly and gave Hei Yao a warning.
"Don't forget to settle those underground bounty hunters. Leave everything to me. Just give them some money and get rid of them."
(End of this chapter)